All the things I own I will share with you
If I feel tomorrow like I feel today
We'll take what we want and give the rest away
I've spent a lot of time, in life and in this blog, waxing "boo-hoo." I'll admit it. Some of it has been a necessary catharsis, and some of it has been self-indulgent whining. Nobody is perfect, and I shall refrain from casting stones from my glass house.
At the moment I'm feeling pretty content. Urges to keep one foot (or the entire left side of my body...) out the door have waned, and I'm feeling like there's a person who might actually "get" me. Scary, right? It's hard to find someone who knows exactly what you're talking about when you confess that you made something up at your first confession because you got stressed out about not wanting to go down in flames in front of the priest, your family, and the entire parish. That's a special bond right there. P.S. I was 10 at the time. Talk about neurotic.
The interesting part is, that behind the puppy love and the smooches which annoy anyone and everyone in a 2 mile radius, there's a shared financial/employment struggle that could very easily be a disaster. Money or lack thereof always seems to derail everything. While our empty wallets are very much a roadblock to many things, for example a long dreamed of trip to Mexico, it's not a relationship roadblock. I'm not resentful and I want to share the little bit that I do have. I want us to be a team, each of us be on the other's side. Refreshingly, I feel like we are that.
Of course it's fun to have someone to go to the movies with, yell Simpsons quotes at, go on sweet little dates with, but sometimes it's actually more satisfying to have someone to lean on when it's going all wrong.
At the moment I'm feeling pretty content. Urges to keep one foot (or the entire left side of my body...) out the door have waned, and I'm feeling like there's a person who might actually "get" me. Scary, right? It's hard to find someone who knows exactly what you're talking about when you confess that you made something up at your first confession because you got stressed out about not wanting to go down in flames in front of the priest, your family, and the entire parish. That's a special bond right there. P.S. I was 10 at the time. Talk about neurotic.
The interesting part is, that behind the puppy love and the smooches which annoy anyone and everyone in a 2 mile radius, there's a shared financial/employment struggle that could very easily be a disaster. Money or lack thereof always seems to derail everything. While our empty wallets are very much a roadblock to many things, for example a long dreamed of trip to Mexico, it's not a relationship roadblock. I'm not resentful and I want to share the little bit that I do have. I want us to be a team, each of us be on the other's side. Refreshingly, I feel like we are that.
Of course it's fun to have someone to go to the movies with, yell Simpsons quotes at, go on sweet little dates with, but sometimes it's actually more satisfying to have someone to lean on when it's going all wrong.
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oh sadly i feel like i can relate. my love is going to mexico for 4 months and i am trying to find a way so i can join him... but we are both so strapped for cash that it just might not happen.
ReplyDeleteat least you are a team!